Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 151

The first person ever to hang up on him was Willow. Klein was the second.

No surprise—they really were father and daughter.

Beasley had just put away his phone and hadn't even turned around when someone approached behind him. "So this is where you're hiding."

It was Nathaniel Sterling, a bottle of whiskey and two crystal tumblers in hand.

Today was Beasley's birthday. His grandmother wanted to throw him a big family party, so he'd escaped to a friend's place to avoid the fuss.

He hadn't known Nathaniel since childhood the way he did York, but somehow he and Nathaniel always had more to talk about—especially when it came to business strategy. Their instincts were uncannily alike.

So, after leaving the office, Beasley had driven straight to Nathaniel's place. Nathaniel lived alone; there was no one else around, which suited Beasley just fine.

"Just took a call," Beasley said, turning around and leaning casually against the carved stone railing of the balcony.

Nathaniel set the bottle and glasses down on the marble-topped table, poured the whiskey, and handed one glass to Beasley. "Birthday drinks, just the two of us."

Nathaniel was never much for drinking—hardly touched alcohol, and never smoked. Beasley, on the other hand, rarely smoked but did enjoy a good drink.

He accepted the glass, and the two men—tall, sharp, and well-dressed—stood side by side, drinks in hand, idly chatting as the soft evening breeze played around them.

"That drone project you've been working on—has it officially launched yet? Things going smoothly?" Nathaniel asked.

Beasley took a slow sip of whiskey, his eyes bright and clear. "Not quite where it needs to be."

Nathaniel paused, then gave a wry smile. "Are we talking about my whiskey—or your project?"

Nathaniel considered this, frowning thoughtfully. "There's a government-backed tech innovation expo in Seabury at the start of March. Any interest in checking it out together?"

If Beasley wanted in, the invitation would land on his desk as a matter of course.

Beasley was well aware of the Seabury expo—he'd attended once, two years ago. Back then, nothing had really wowed him, so he hadn't bothered going again last year.

But two years was a long time in tech. Maybe something new and impressive would finally make an appearance.

"Let's go," Beasley agreed after a moment's thought.

Nathaniel watched him, sensing his lackluster mood, and finally couldn't resist asking, "So, who was on the phone just now?"

If Beasley had chosen to spend his birthday here—and had stepped out to the balcony just to take a call—it definitely wasn't family on the other end.